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• Artiste: Jag Panzer
• Titre: Spectres of the Past
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[Broderick / Conklin] [MacBeth] Banquo is gone, his soul I feel My eyes are closed his words are real So much to ponder, so much has changed Not long ago I was a nobleman, now I am king My lady and my guests await me in honor My thoughts haunt me inside on the path I've laid I shake with fear, his voice I hear Banquo is dead, now he's in my head He haunts my night. He haunts my day Leave my mind, my friend; leave my guilt, I pray Leave my lady; excuse our guests for you see I'm mad Rid with guilt I've slain my friend, lost the bond we had I must flee to the witches' place and give my mind rest I fear more murder to do; we'll be put to the test